Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2010 with funding from Lyrasis Members and Sloan Foundation http://www.archive.org/details/gleaner79stud GLEANER SPRING 1979 Established 1901 DELAWARE VALLEY COLLEGE OF SCIENCE AND AGRICULTURE DOYLESTOWN, PENNSYLVANIA 18901 GLENN SHARKO — Editor BILL PURCELL — Assistant Editor STAFF TYPISTS Diane DeVore Gwen Schubert Sue Crane Sue Sanders Donna Ray CONTRIBUTORS Scott Abrams Oskar H. Larson Jill Bitner Michael Osiapinski Diane DeVore Mel Rawls Dr. Joshua Feldstein Tom Richardson Karen Frey Michael Ridge Sally Garber SAKAJAZ GDBS Dr. Richard Ziemer Kay INDEX TO ARTWORK AND PHOTOGRAPHS Page Name Cover Glenn Sharko 5 Diane DeVore 7 Tom Richardson 8 Sue Morton 9 Glenn Sharko 10 Bill Purcell 12 Helene Fitting 14 Glenn Sharko 16 Sue Morton 19 Bill Purcell 23 Jill Crisan 24 Michael Ridge Back Cover Jill Crisan THE GLEANER is published during the scholastic year by the students of Delaware Valley College of Science and Agriculture of Doylestown, Penna. THE GLEANER is a student publication, and the opinions ex- pressed within are not necessarily those of THE GLEANER staff or administration. Neither the college nor staff will assume responsibility for plagiarism unknowingly occurring within. t/twe^ ^edica/wsi' This year's Gleaner is dedicated to those who have served the College for 25 years or more. Dr. Joshua Feldstein Since 1942 Frederic S. Blau Since 1950 Jean H. Work Since 1950 Abraham Rellis Since 1943 Dr. Jesse Elson Since 1946 Dr. Peter Click Since 1948 Dr.TiborPelle Since 1952 Oskar H. Larson Since 1954 Lionel M. Adelson Since 1954 "The Letter" In the form of a letter a deep friendship came to be Expressing our true, open feelings made everything plain to see. The honesty and happiness that is shared over the miles Can help relieve depressing thoughts and change deep frowns to smiles. Seeing the envelope all white and crisp and neat Relieves the miserable lonely pains, and wipes away defeat. Though the distance may be far, we'll always remain good friends, As long as the words are written our friendship will never end. Jill Bitner "Magnetism" Feel the tingle, see the sparks Touch the electricity in the dark. Smell the odor in the air That makes me realize that you're always there Feel the attraction like a magnetic force Pulling us together from an unknown source. Spiritual unity makes us two in one, Stay with me forever, until my life is done. Jill Bitner Oh, that August has come to me! And I, not ready, or not aware of its arrival, have been detained in months ago which have yet to become a part of my past. Karen Frey I have found out that some Friendships are worse than any kind of war. You both start out like buds on a Flower, but soon time lapses, moods change And then the buds open with thorns emerging on the stem. Kay spectres Looking into the pool I see reflections of days gone by - I was young, and could not possibly die. The face in the water is wrinkled by the dropping of a stone, And long ago memories chill me to the bone. The twisting ripples bring back sweet memories Of you and I laying beneath silent trees; And for a moment we are there - in a reflection of time, Never to be lost in the ultimate sunshine. There are no wrinkles on my unfledged face, Yet you are wiping tears from my eyes with your dress of lace. The longer I gaze at us the more the tears rain, And seeing your dress I realize that tears, like blood, do strain. Mel Rawls On Last Looking Into "The Odyssey' Much have I struggled through long parts, And many strange creatures seen; Across many lands have I been With inhabitants wise in black arts. Continue on, only those with stout hearts. The conclusion — pure, serene The return of the owner to his demesne, Never again will be said, "He departs." Finished, free as a bird in blue skies. Without worries for correct translations, And more small print for bloodshot eyes, But, others must pass through these locations. As for me, I bid sweet bye-byes, "Farewell, ye ancient civilizations!" Sally Garber Blah— I'm tired of being put down I'm almost ready to quit I'm sick of changing my everyday ways To make myself seem to fit. If people can't accept me, It they can't conform, Why should I change my lifestyle Only to make me warm. It isn't worth the hassle It isn't worth the distress Because the people I want to Never seem impressed. They never recognize me They never glance my way I'm tired of being "a nothing" Is what I'm trying to say. I want to be somebody I want my name to be known But there is no simple solution And I often end up alone. Sometimes I am lonely Sometimes I'm afraid But no matter the circumstances My smile will never fade. This child on my knee, does she know of the inspiration she gives to me? Within her face radiates the innocence and unknowing curiosity so difficult to find in a world of monotonous and side glancing faces This child on my knee does she know of the faith she gives to me? Her impish grin and chunkling laugh, give confidence to me at last, to venture out in a world of carbon copies without becoming a duplicate myself. This child on my knee She knows of these things she gives to me, but questions me not, for love is free and the same thing goes for you and me. Tom Richardson ■«*» n I'm the Gypsy Queen What does it mean? I'm the Gypsy Queen I'll tell you what I mean; Look into my eyes and see the moon, In my smile shines the sun, There's healing in my touch, Power in my presence. I'm the Gypsy Queen What does it mean? I'm a King I'm a Queen I'm love I'm hate I'll make you or I'll break you But I'm the Gypsy Queen, Tell me, What does it mean? GOBS Mm m-1 * 10 "The Blindman" He faces the world with a stick in his hand He looks, but doesn't see, when he walks on the land. He hears and he listens, he touches and smells Living a life in darkness must come close to hell. The times that he worries about where to go next For matters such as these, he can't consult a text. People tend to avoid and ignore him because of his handicap His lack of ability to see things as they are often creates a gap. A gap in the way his life is scheduled and run Because of a reason, beyond his control, he'll never see the sun. Don't pity him, because he'll resent your sympathy After all, he isn't dumb, it's just that he can't see. Jill Bitner I gathered stars for one night stands, ready to search, ready for love. Only to lose my dignity for a body next to mine. Why did I not see the Stardust in your eyes in the reflection of my dreams? Michael Osiapinshi 11 "Fate" No one hears my cry of despair Or maybe they hear it but they just don't care. They're all wrapped up in problems of their own Now there's no warmth, I'm chilled to the bone. The coldness has nothing to do with the weather My mind goes wandering and becomes light as a feather. Friends ask "what's wrong" but it's only polite Hopefully happiness will come into sight. I have learned to accept my unwelcome fate But I need someone to help me before it's too late. Jill Bitner A Living Death Alone in the world, And nobody on your side; Your life continues, But, in essence, you died. There is no one to talk to; There is no one to care for, You walk "through" life, For you enter no doors. Agony and suffering — Deep, sharp pains in one's heart- Show no signs To diminish, cease, or part. Your feelings are gone; And there's nothing to share; Death approaches faster, But you no longer care. Maybe "that's" a life; A new chance to "live", Hoping this time, You can receive, share and give. Scott Abrams Passing Through Life With conception at birth, born is a man; A new being created, inherent is a given plan. As he enters this world through the light that beams, He carries with him his hopes and dreams. Enclosed is contained his wisdom and knowledge, The source of strength leading him from elementary school to college. Although he pursues a directed mission, He is given a mind, the ability in making decisions. In his life he encounters joy and despair, But still ahead lies his most tragic fear. For death is the end of living, And to all his fellow men, the termination of sharing, caring, and giving. His life has terminated, for he has no control; Death, the end mark of living, is the signal indicating the accomplishment of his goal. Although his physical existence did indeed depart, His spirit and memories do undoubtably live on in one's heart. His life is remembered for all the good things he achieved, And now to continue mankind new life must be conceived. Scott Abrams I am for the taming, wild by nature, craving the trainer's hand. Karen Frey I \t 13 WPi "An Artist" Globbing on paint of many different colors Making scenes of nature and maybe one or two others Working with clay, with crayons, and with chalk. Sketching a scene comes as natural to you as spotting prey comes to a hawk. It takes inborn talent and the ability to create Developing this ability can open many a gate. People come from miles around to admire your works of art The beauty brought out from inside you is from your mind and from your heart. May time bring success and happiness along your way Remember that dribbling and daubing can bring out what you want to say. Jill Bitner People are like mirrors; They only reflect what they want others to see. Kay To A Child Don't be like they want you to be, You'd grow too perfectly to live a life by missing out on pains and strife. Experience your surrounding and question its being. That's the only way to truly learn, so cast away the molds they've set, and maybe, just maybe, you'll get there yet. Tom Richardson 15 16 17 "Realities" Facing the realities which encompass my world Watching how dreams are often unfurled. Racing from fears and trembling lies Seeing how much my life really buys. Trying to struggle and to make the world mine Discovering happiness and sadness while standing in line. Waiting for opportunities to pass my way Reaching out to grab them, before they slip away. Jill Bitner SUSPENSION Flying above my center of existence, beyond the realization, the rationalization of my own minuteness to a space, a place in suspension. SAKAJAZ Dragon Souffle Hey you! How about an egg souffle With red eyes and breathing fire From its long green teeth, Puncturing swiftly the burning flames And choking smoke, and quoting Nietzsche with a lisp in every word Dripping hatred into antique urns. Karen Frey 18 Sitting on a rock, Wondering where she's at, But the rock was cold And I needed warmth. So I got off the rock and Walked down through the meadow, And she moved through the grass Like a butterfly in flight, Away from me, always away from me I caught her down by the Sea, waiting for me, To let me have her for a moment Before she dashed out with the Tide, leaving me confused And alone. Every night thereafter, The tide would leave her at The waters edge, and we'd Hold each other as the waves Broke around our legs, Till the morning tide Pulled her back out, Leaving me lost and alone, Wondering how much of our Love goes out every night With the tide, Leaving me alone, always alone GOBS Whenever I'm getting myself together, It might take some time, But it is worth it, Maybe I'm different, I say eccentric, But neither wrong nor right I'll flow along taking my time. My life starts on today and ends on forever. Come with me, my love, Share and experience with me And love me if it is to be for you And also forever. Michael Osiapinski ISMS The one essential Of an existential is me, myself and I. Yet the unity of these entities Adds essences Which some of them deny. For essences and isms Are paradoxical chasms O'er which no spans exist. "Mind for Idealism And matter for Realism Offer no solution," Says I's philosophical pollution, "of what me's mind has wrought. If isms flourish Only to wax and vanish, When will we see the quietism Of existentialism? Dr. Richard Ziemer 20 Looking into your eyes, I wanted to say I love you But the words seem So cheap for I have Said them to another When I wasn't sure, And I never should have Let my lips form those words But they did. Once again I'm not Sure so I'll wait To prevent pain by Saying those words cheaply, But I think I love you. GDBS A Dreaming Reality or A Subconscious Gift Transcending the animals of every kind, Is man, containing the vital component, the mind. His high complexity and integration, Bridge the thought process from reality to imagination. And it is in man's imagination where the diversity of his thoughts and feelings are most immense, And everything he hopes to achieve - his aspirations - are most intense. It is in the deep portion of the subconscious where man escapes the world of reality, And unawareably, augmented is the credibility of these dreams and diminished are these fallacies. Subjects are varied in the process of dreaming, Covered is a wide range, from rewarding to redeeming. In the dreams of rewarding, one perceives nothing less, Than the attainment of accomplsihment, happiness, or success. In the dreams of redeeming, one may experience pain, agony or defeat; But with profound interpretations, it will be with goodness that he will meet. Dreams are a necessity of life; for through them people are significantly relieved or helped; And when they exhibit that gifted sensation, a destiny, in essence, is reached, or more intimately felt. Scott Abrams If you have to Ask for your Self-Respect back. . . You lost your Pride in the Transaction. Kay If things had always come easy for me then, I wouldn't appreciate the good things I have now. Kay 21 I sat there working by myself intent on getting the problem done and to get out of there While everyone else worked in groups, helping each other, talking, and laughing. The faster I tried to finish the problem the louder the noise grew in the room around me; It slowly closed in on me, I was cornered with my back against the wall, I was isolated and all alone, And then they came at me, their eyes stabbing my mind until it was a race between my pen and their voices. As I was about to crack I filled in the last blank, picked up my books and left; leaving the roar behind I entered the quiet hallway and shut the door. GOBS The loneliness will have no place to hide if we give it no room to cry. Karen Frey I've waited all this time to be me. And yet, when I speak For myself no one listens Then, if I follow others, I'm only someone's stepping stone. Therefore, I've chosen to be my own company. When I saw myself clearly in the mist, I then understood the complexity of my own individuality. Karen Frey 22 23 CHRISTMAS ON THE ISTHMUS "Twas the night before Christmas In this tropical land, Not a thing was stirring Excepting our fan. The Canal was all silent Folks shared the same fear Without any snow How could Santa get here? Then out at the pier There arose such a clatter, We rushed to our porch To see what was the matter. From his Gig to the seawall Santa leaped with a bound, Then sprang to our rooftop And stood looking around. Then he said with a chuckle: "Byjumpin' yimminy. . . . First they don't have the snow Now - they don't have a chimney! Inside of a twinkling. With steps light and sure He swung from the rooftop And entered our door. Our stockings we'd hung By the window with care, Scarcely hoping Saint Nicholas Would ever look there. But he found them O.K. And went to work with a grin The lack of a fireplace Couldn't stop him! He pushed back his cap, Ran a hand through his hair, Then left presents galore In a big bamboo chair. He mopped his wet brow And sighed with great patience, As he jokingly mumbled, "What a place to be stationed!' Each home he visited With the very same vim, And when he had finsihed He went for a swim. Then he boarded his Gig, And we all heard him say, "It's not a white Christmas, But I made it O.K." And we heard him exclaim, As he sailed out of sight — "Merry Christmas to all And to all a good night!" Michael Ridge 24 The Meeting Just last night while traveling across our galaxy of stars I came across a friend in disguise — halfway between Venus and Mars. Her face was new, but fier body was old; And she was lost in a moment of time, or so I was told. It seems she once had a lover who pierced her heart, Then turned and left with his «£$ conquest, still broker apart. "What a sad story," I said depressingly. But then what did I care — for I had been he. *? # v? •fr <% ■fc 25 A Pictural History of the National Farm School National Farm College, Delaware Valley College ■© '■» /&*/# J-alrr. 60 S?ciej_ •A* 4 /JO<r?euJ. !1 POULTRY NDE.X >F MEMOCI. )B-MlTOElLS E.E. <S PUMP 27 CONWE.LL CE 26 STE.AUS Vlf^L A- PLAN OF THE NATIONAL FAHM- SCHOOL- DOYLE. 5TOWM PENN.SYLVA.NtAJ 27 El ♦ '. i • 1 &M-V. Jj>. s l1 1 £L. * frJen - ^ i. to K pi 1^ r ! In the year 1927, Abraham Rellis enrolled in The National Farm School. He entered a world which is completely different from the one we encounter today. In the 1920's the college was a three year farm school with classes eleven months a year. One would attend classes for six weeks, then work for six weeks in the fields or on the farms. The only available tractors were those with steel tires, so the school maintained fifty horses which the students used to plow the fields. The products of their labor were served to them at meal time but as always the students complained about the food. In 1930 there were 120 students who attended the college; most of them came from New York City or Philadelphia. For entertainment the school would sponsor dances and the girls who attended were from the Jewish hospital in Philadelphia. At this time there was an animosity between Doylestown and the college. During the 1920's hazing was allowed and the Freshmen were required to wear beanies and were called "mutts". If the seniors became displeased with their behavior they would most likely throw the freshman in the manure pit. Times have changed since then. Gone is the undefeated football team of 1930. There are no longer restricted areas for smoking cigarettes and dorms do not enforce study periods. The school administration was much more strict then and the students were calmer but as Mr. Rellis said "We didn't know the things you know now." Diane DeVore 28 > Working Teams Starting from the Historic "Home Place" 29 Reflections I was asked by the Editor of the Gleaner to write a very brief article concerning the life at The National Farm School. It is my pleasure to recall an era which was the beginning of my happy forty year association with the College. I enrolled at The National Farm School on April 1, 1939. The school was all-male and very unique in its methods and philosophy of education. The entire school community consisted of approximately 180 students and thirty members of the Faculty and Staff. The School operated 1,200 acres of farm land. Most of the present Dairy and Animal Husbandry facilities were in existence in 1939. In addition, the School maintained cattle at the Fox Farm and at Number 4 and Number 7 Farms. The Poultry Depart- ment operated three houses and produced all the necessary eggs, chickens and turkeys for home consumption and for sale. The General Agriculture Department farmed 600 acres of land and provided the necessary hay, corn, silage, wheat, oats, barley and soybeans and straw to the various Animal Depart- ments. In addition, the General Agriculture Department had forty acres of potatoes under cultivation for home consump- tion and for sale. The General Agriculture Department main- tained twenty work horses which were used for cultivation, planting, mowing, spraying, etc. The Horticulture Department operated approximately fifty acres of orchards and small fruit planting. In addition, fifty acres of vegetables and sweet corn were planted for home consumption and for sale. Most of the fruit and vegetables were sold at a school-operated roadside market, presently the loca- tion of the Poultry Diagnostic Laboratory. The Floriculture and Landscape Gardening Departments operated 16,000 square feet of Greenhouses and maintained the campus, formal and informal gardens, a propagation house and five acre nursery. The Agricultural Machinery Department maintained, ser- viced and repaired all machinery, including tractors and imple- 30 ments drawn by tractors or horses. The lower level of the Allman Building had an excellent and well equipped carpentry shop, forge shop and machinery shop. The ground level of Allman Building was used for storage, teaching demonstrations and repairs of major farm equipment. During my years at The National Farm School, only high school graduates of high moral standing were considered for admission. A full-time student had to be vigorous and healthy in order to participate in the rigorous and challenging educational program. I must add, however, that the School provided special one-year educational programs for the physically handicapped. This was in 1939, long before the enactments of Federal Laws and the genuine concern for the physically handicapped. All students lived on campus and were housed in Ulman Hall, Eisner Hall and on the second floors of Segal and Lasker Halls. The first floor of Lasker Hall contained the kitchen and Dining Hall, while the lower levels of Lasker and Ulman Halls and the Loucheim Auditorium (gymnasium no longer in exist- ence) were used for recreational purposes. Segal Hall, Horti- culture Building, Greenhouses, Straus Dairy Building and Allman Building contained the classrooms and laboratories. The educational program consisted of four terms (fifty weeks) per year for three consecutive years. Such a program offered the students excellent scientific knowledge and prac- tical experiences in all phases of agriculture throughout the entire calendar year. The Terms were as follows: Spring - four- teen weeks, Summer - eight weeks, Fall - sixteen weeks, Winter - twelve weeks. The Spring, Fall and Winter Terms were divided into two equal sessions, classroom work and supervised practice. The student body was also divided into two sections, each section attending classes half of the term and carrying on supervised practical work during the other half of the term. All students were engaged in supervised work during the Summer Term. Consequently, every student participated actively in all phases of agricultural operations and specialized in his own major during the Junior and Senior years. Students were assigned to morning and afternoon "details" in all Departments. This included feeding and milking dairy cattle, caring for poultry, horses, beef cattle, sheep and hogs, harvesting asparagus, cutting flowers, etc. Such practical experiences were very valuable to all students and particularly to students from the cities. All students were expected to assist with various duties, wait on tables in the Dining Room, unload coal, shovel snow, distribute mail, painting, minor repairs, etc. The students con- sidered The National Farm School as their home away from home and therefore helped in every way possible. The work was very hard and the hours were long. The stu- dents who survived and graduated exhibited intellectual capa- city, tenacity, determination, ability to adjust to difficult situa- tions and to people and above all — a love for agriculture. The students participated actively in various intercollegiate athletic programs, club activities, Glee Club, Band, publica- tions (Gleaner and Furrow). The main sports were football, basketball and baseball, while soccer was a recognized club activity. The Student Council and the various classes sponsored dances and concerts at regular intervals. A beautiful Harvest Show was held in the Fall. The Harvest Show was the precursor of the present "A" Day. Discipline and self-discipline were very strict. There were some problems but they were resolved immediately. Life was not easy. Every student put forth a tremendous amount of mental and physical energy and consequently there was no time for vandalism or nonsense. Hazing was strictly prohibited but offenders were punished and often ostracized. There was a definite spirit that permeated the campus. All students were proud of the School and supported all activities by being either active participants or cheering spectators. There was a sense of brotherhood and responsibility. The campus was immaculate. No trash, no traffic on lawns. Students did not hesitate to bend over and pick up a branch, or a soda bottle or paper and place it into an appropriate trash can. All students respected the inherent rights of their fellow students and the rights of the School. The National Farm School provided the students with an excellent education and instilled in its students and graduates a sense of responsibility, good citizenship, cooperation, dedica- tion, service, respect for human rights, appreciation for the beauty of nature and the environment and, above all, a love for the land and agriculture which is an art, a science, a business, and a way of life. Dr. Joshua Feidstein 32 .'*f*3u:f*!W&< 33 34 Looking Back Thirty Years OskarH. Larsson, Registrar, Delaware Valley College The National Agriculture College that I entered in Septem- ber of 1948 after a hitch in the Navy was quite different from the Delaware Valley College of today. Since I had been billeted during Navy boot training with 130 men in bunk beds spread three feet apart on one floor of a two-storied barracks building, being assigned to a six-man corner room on the first floor of Ulman Hall did not in any way concern me or those of my roommates who had also been in the armed services. The 150 Ulman Hall students were kept in check most of the time by Mr. Daniel Miller, the Assistant Dean of Students, who lived in a second floor apartment with his wife. Several years ago Penn Hall was re-named Miller Hall in memory of Mr. Miller and his years of service to the College as it Assistant Dean of Students, Business Manager and loyal alumnus. Through the "G.I. Bill" the federal government subsidized virtually all of the college expenses of World War II veterans. These men had learned in the service to be conscientious stu- dents. Dr. Jesse Elson's Chemistry courses stand out in my mind as probably the toughest in the curriculum. I recall spend- ing considerable time in the evenings before exams in the Segal Hall auditorium which could seat 150 students, where several of the more outstanding members of our class tutored us in Chemistry and sometimes in Mathematics. Many of us would then adjourn to the Library for additional study or get up at five in the morning for some last-minute cramming. It is interesting to note that the basement of Ulman Hall had a dirt floor and the only student canteen/store was located in a corner room with a slatted floor. Hazing was the craze on most college campuses in those days. Even the veterans went along with it and adhered to the requirements, that freshmen wear large name signs around their necks and "beanies" on their heads and recite, on demand to upperclassmen, the College's rules and regulations. I recall that the "wise guys" in our class were treated to many early mornings in the dairy barn's manure pile. Our hazing also included the stipulation that freshmen walk through the familiar smell of "Ginkgo Lane" to and from all of their meals in Lasker Hall Dining Room. Actually, the six week hazing period solid- ified our class and increased our College spirit. Although hazing was usually kept under control I do remem- ber an incident when the premature lighting of the traditional Homecoming Day bonfire almost ended in tradegy. Freshmen were required to build and stand guard over a twenty by twenty pile of wood until it was officially torched on Friday evening of the Homecoming Day pep rally. On this particular evening a sophomore poured gasoline over the wood pile and set in on fire before the freshmen guard could stop him. In the struggle that ensued the freshman's trousers caught fire and his legs were badly burned. Orders came down almost immediately from Dr. James Work prohibiting all future bonfires on campus. During the late forties and the fifties the College fielded intercollegiate teams in football, basketball and baseball. I re- member Charley Keys when he served as head coach of all three sports and had winning or near-winning seasons in each of them. Two of our nationally known football coaches in those days were Hugh Bezdek, formerly the successful head football coach at Penn State University, and Pete Pihos, a former All- American from Indiana University and All-Pro end for the Phila- delphia Eagles. Although the College did not really subsidize athletics, the records of the varsity teams were good, with a reasonable number of winning seasons. Along with intercol- legiate athletics, intramural sports were popular and many of the student-athletes and the students were also active in the wide variety of clubs on campus. Speaking of extracurricular activities, probably the highlight of the College year was and still is "A" Day, which was first 35 held in May 1949. I showed a dairy cow, for the Dairy Club in Allman Building which was used, in those days, for a farm machinery area with a woodworking and forge shop in the basement. "A" Day acquainted the public with the College and afforded the students the opportunity not only to organize the show, but also to work and to compete in their major fields. Un- doubtedly, "A" Day had improved the College's image in the community and has contributed a great deal to enhancing its reputation throughout Pennsylvania and other states. It also complements the College's emphasis on learning by doing, a concept I heartily endorse. A survey of old College catalogues demonstrates that the academic program of today has been greatly streamlined and updated from that of my years as a student. But the overall educational philosophy that combines theory and practice has been copied by other institutions of higher learning. I am highly supportive of the College's philosophy and objectives. In looking back I can't neglect to discuss the citizenship grading system, one of the most unique features of the College during its initial years. Patterned after West Point and Annap- olis, the citizenship grade ranged from 0.0 to 4.0 and was re- corded at the end of each semester on each student's perman- ent record card. Criteria for calculating it included: 1) Faculty members assigned each student a citizenship grade based on integrity, attitude, industry and effort. All grades were weighted in relationship to number of course credits; 2) For every un- excused absence, students lost .25 of a point; 3) Club presi- dents awarded a citizenship grade to each club member based on leadership and interest; and 4) The office of the Dean of Students assigned each student a citizenship grade based on integrity, effort and participation in extracurricular activities. The four component grades were combined into one citizenship grade. The grade proved effective for the new four year College and assisted the faculty and administration in observing student behavior, building character and encouraging the growth of the whole student. To graduate, students were required to earn a minimum cumulative citizenship grade of 2.0 matched by a minimum cumulative academic average of 2.0. As I look back over thirty years as a student and a College administrator, I recognize the strengths of a small college like 36 Delaware Valley College that combines theory and practice and stresses the importance of each student as an individual. Its relatively small enrollment offers each student the opportunity to become involved not only in the classroom, the laboratory, and actual work experience but also to assume leadership and participatry roles in athletics and other extracurricular activi- ties. The success of the College's graduates demonstrate that Delaware Valley College's objectives are being achieved. A special word of thanks goes to Dr. Peter Glick who reviewed this article. 37 DAILY PROGRAM. The following is the program for each day except Saturday Sunday and Monday during the school period: 5:30 A.M., Rising Bell. 5:45 A.M., Details. 6:30 A.M., Breakfast 7:00 A.M., Inspection of Rooms. 7:15 A.M., Drill. 7:45 A.M., Study Period. 8:45 A.M., Chapel. 9:00 A.M. to 12 M., Class Exercises. 12:15 P.M., Dinner. 1:00 to 5:00 P.M., Industrials. 5:00 P.M., Details. 6:00 P.M., Supper. 7:00 to 9:00 P.M., Study Period. 9:45 P.M., Retiring. Meeting of Farm School Literary Society takes place every Saturday at 7:30 P.M. Monday is devoted entirely to industrial work. 38 &W -*V- : **W ft§ %:; m,. HI V^;'*. 5P*^T P^A^m*. % 40 "famous farmers or America" * AIR MAIL * commemorative govb 'omroemoratinq the Qolden Jubilee of THE UATIOnAL FARm SCHOOL FAtm SCHOOL - BUCKS COUNTU - PEntlA. CHAtttt, AMIU 10, U96 mi tlM «4**£# ©J Coast L*o ToUto* of ts«u Farmers h*ue be«n amcmq our nation's Leaden throughout the huton] of the United States 0*0 THE PRESIDED Of THE UNITED STATES! HON. HARPY S, TRUMAN, FARMER THE WHITE HOUSE WASHINGTON, D. Q. Encourage Education in Agriculture Everywhere te-''" 1 .